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Bakr – Вредина

Dudar Ai

Xmax - Просто люби С minor 155 bpm

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Don't Lie

Прийду в четвер , щоб нас там поховать

[Verse 1 ]
Whispers from the edge crawl under the door
Names I forgot, scores I can’t ignore
They spell out the crash in reverse on the wall
Every letter a needle, every word a freefall
I press my ear to the plaster—hear the city breathe
Sirens singing lullabies I don’t believe
The edge sends postcards: “Wish you were here”
I RSVP with a tremor and a smear

[Pre-Chorus ]
You’re not alone…
You’re on your own…
Let go… let go…

[Chorus ]
Whispers from the edge, pulling the thread
Stitching my shadow to the foot of the bed
One voice says run, one voice says stay
Whispers from the edge—tearing me both ways
Samples of the fall warped into warnings
Paradise screaming through the static of mornings
Whispers from the edge, wearing my face
Till I can’t tell the fall from the chase

[Verse 2 ]
Headphones in the dark, volume past red
Playback of the wreck—every skid, every shred
The edge has a playlist: my greatest fears
Looping on repeat for the last three years
I mouth the lyrics—know them by heart
Every bar a fracture, every beat a fresh start
Whispers promise silence if I jump the line
I lean a little closer—almost make it mine

[Pre-Chorus ]
You’re not alone…
You’re on your own…
Let go… let go…

[Chorus ]
Whispers from the edge, pulling the thread
Stitching my shadow to the foot of the bed
One voice says run, one voice says stay
Whispers from the edge—tearing me both ways
Samples of the fall warped into warnings
Paradise screaming through the static of mornings
Whispers from the edge, wearing my face
Till I can’t tell the fall from the chase
[Bridge ]
Edge got a megaphone, distortion on ten
I’m the glitch in the sermon, amen again
Left channel lies, right channel truths
Center channel mute—pick your noose
I rap in binary, ones for the run
Zeros for the stay—sum is undone
Samples chopped to confetti, Paradise in a blender
Every bar a disclaimer: “sender unknown, surrender”
Whispers got a ZIP file—unpack the dread
.exe of the crash, double-click till I’m dead
I lean off the ledge, wind in the code
Match in my hand—strike it, reload

Whispers from the edge

Dudar Ai

Dake

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